The Girl He Craves

The Girl He Craves By Demiah13 Chapter 75

75

Sophie’s pov

I feel the blood drain from my face as I read the note over and over again.

And every single time, I felt nausea crawl up my throat and feel the squeezing of my heart.

It’s painful.

Knowing he slept with her brought on pain, it hurt me so badly that I couldn’t breathe properly. I shakily closed the draw in disgust, my eyes filling up with tears.

Did he f**k her before he f**ed me or after?

My heart squeezed even more as the thought hit me.

I gripped the phone harshly, my fingers trembling.

I bit into my bottom lip, nearly splitting it in the process.

This hurts.

And I know it shouldn’t.

I breathed out a shaky breath, blinking but that only re- sulted in the tears to roll down my cheeks.

My lungs burn and I shakily place the phone on the desk.

Come on Sophie. Get a grip!

He has hurt you before, you knew he was a manwhore. Nothing has changed. Why are you still making this hurt you?

I let out shaky breaths, hoping to ease my heart and stop the burning in my throat.

I was supposed to be strong when it comes to him and yet I am still the girl who gets butt hurt when Aiden does things like this.

I gripped the edge of the desk and pushed the chair back a little and buried my face in my hands.

whispered,

tears.

all my fault for making him hurt me

sobbed lowly, feeling my

here she’d surely smack you across your head or yell at you

because inwardly I knew that my s**pid heart still loved Aiden. Even after all these years I still love

that I had to succumb to these

over crying over him, Sophie?

two were ever a thing. You were never a thing in high school, sure-

only hurt you

him, Sophie. My conscience reminded me and

should’ve seen

little words he just said to me messed with my head and my heart again and

would happen sooner or later. Now pull yourself together and show him that

about what he does or

wiped my eyes, straightening my

I got this.

the nasty red lace thong I slammed the draw

on Ashton. Not his a**ole of

my hair and then wiped the

cheeks are dry, I make sure the phone is working and dialed Mila’s

five times before her curious and confused voice fluttered through

can hear plates knocking on each other

her at

throat. “Mila it’s

did you steal because….” She

my eyes tightly before opening them to con- fess. “I’m at

clenched the phone in my hand brutally, my throat hurt- ing when I said

he do?” Mila

eyes as I felt a migraine lurk behind my lids. “He uhm….” Sighing

his shoulder and literally didn’t let me

that part in case she got here with- in shockingly only ten

She was that crazy.

thing?

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